Stories Covers Novels & Stories

They are red and small, so captivating that by just looking at it, it can easily pull you and beg for its taste. “Mr. President, what’s your comment about the allegations thrown at you? A certain group has made a statement saying you have a relationship with the Vice President. Is it true, Mr. President?” My forehead creased at the straight question of the reporter. The nation address have just been finished and we’re on our way to our car when a reporter get through the full load of securities around us. Roscoe, who’s holding Elizabeth’s waist as we walk, got halted, so are we.

Layla seemed to understand and tried to comfort her, “Honestly, they’re all the same. While I was abroad for a while, my husband found someone else, too. “But the funny thing is, he pretended to be poor the whole time. He was terrified that the woman would only want him for his money. “He’s actually a CEO, yet he ate cheap takeout with her every day. I actually felt sorry for him.” My mother forced a smile and asked, “Really? What ended up happening to that woman?” Layla shrugged. “I think she had a daughter. He had fake wedding papers made for her. She’s probably stuck in some rundown place now. “She’s quite pitiful, too, honestly. My husband even told her he was some kind of undercover age

She opened him up before everyone was about to get home and scared Zac that if he told this to anyone then she would lock him again. When I returned home, I looked for Zac all over the house but couldn't find him. “Have you seen Zac?” I asked Caroline “No.” She answered and continued using her phone. I went to my room and closed the door. I sat on my bed and heard something strange. Someone was weeping. I looked under my bed and I saw Zac hiding and weeping under my bed. “What happened Zac?” I hugged him after he came out. “She...She--” He couldn’t speak out of fear. I consoled him and gave him some water.